Posted by: jira September 10, 2009
WISH WOZZIT
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It has been ages since I last mumbled. Every time I jot down something to write, my mind just does not register anything. My morale is like that stock price nowadays. Everyday, it is 52 weeks low. No news is good news and nobody is happy back home except for our PM doing photo session with one of these Spicy Girls. I guess life is finally coming back to him. However, I knew I had to keep my spirits high so I just finished celebrating my 5th set of birthday yesterday. I still have my passport birthday in December and then I am done for this year.
Tell me who could be a perfect example for a con artist than I am ?

And, it seems like I am the only one who has nothing to do except for watching everybody doing politics back home and that too with real agenda. Some want to uproot their long gone clan, some want to make their own pride-land by taking oath in Hindi. Let me tell you frankly, Folks! you do not have to impress your master by taking oath in Hindi. Nobody speaks Hindi in India anymore. Even Lalu stared speaking English lately. So, why bother? Anyway, let these bastards fight for their so called rights while I make my lovely Facebook a real pastime. No wonder I feel like this is the only way I can hug people without having to see them physically. Interestingly, I not only get to see my long lost friends but also get to compare who has gained the most wt amongst all of us. Seriously, I was so mesmerized to see the changes. Bhuttey wears thick nerdy glass, Jagaltey became bald and Luri looks little overweight now. I was like damn!! where are those guys? Talking about my friendship, I also met this super liberal Paki friend of mine in FB but he would not respond to me no matter how hard I tried. He may have seen the picture of this pork guy enjoying BBQ ribs or May be my conversation is simply not halal enough for him. I do not know.

I know I am crazy but the whole world is not less crazier too.. Nobody watches movies without guns and battle. Sad but true but good things do not sell these days. Romeo and Juliet.....those were yester yrs and do not carry any value whatsoever..may be for the video gamers, who knows!!. Yeah! it is time to shoot Lennon again and show our X-generation our history flourishing with the gadgets. "Want to see you guys get punked while your guitar gently weeps on your English arse", exclaimed this 16 year old lad who was busy playing the recently released Beatles game. RIP music. 80% of news is crime frenzy. 'People are gathering for peace walk'..this not so important news often comes after weather report while murder, stabbing and Kidnapping becomes the breaking news. Flood in Turkey...87 dead so far... and it would update every two minutes just to give us heads up on 100 more official deaths which is vociferously followed by high tempo techno music. . ...While people are dying, I would have rather liked the soft Viola than that freaking Electronic drum beat. "That could be me because I walk my dog here everyday", grumbled this 27 yr. old self-centered buxom Blondie when asked about how she thought about today's
stabbing. Common!!!!..where is the compassion for the dead guy?

No surprise, religious practices are becoming result oriented too. Church goers are dead and stock brokers are the new church goers. "Let me deal with you guys after Ramadan", vowed this Muzzahiddin while praying. Even I feel the fullest in multitasking when I go to nearby temple for free food during my lunch break. And I feel proud .. dhoop balyo, chanchoon chadhayo, Namaste garyo"...done deal hun!! I did my part, rest is yours bhanni dewuta sanga pani.......Everyday, I am being confused and construed for totally opposite things.....This pleasantly plump Jennifer is talking about her upcoming relation with this status unknown guy and I am already thinking of GRINNN card. And when this fellow from Myagdi who is simply here in visitor visa just to tour around the vicinity talks about hardship backhome, I see him taking class for his citizenship test. "Dad! I met Wish Wozzit from India in my class today", my 4 yr. old who often has hard time rolling her tongue had once told me last week. I was confused who the heck she was referring to but luck is gradually shifting in my side and I am seeing things more clearly. Jira once Jerry is now finally visualizing that Biswajit making the mockery out of myself ten yrs from now.

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